“The Sanguinarian” is a drama/thriller centered around Christoph. He is a suicidal vampire, solitary in his steps in this surreal world. Drawn, again and again, to the vibrant, decadent lot who dance at an underground blood bar. As Christoph stays one step ahead of his own damnation, the pseudo-Shakespearean language of the vampires plays out the unfolding tragedy. It is the heart-stopping and violent diplomacy of the damned, an unconventional tale of the seductions of evil.

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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

“THE SANGUINARIAN” In this sensual, surreal world, the language of the vampires is pseudo-Shakespearean in turn poetically wrestles with philosophical and ethical questions.

Blood. Crimson hue as over-familiar as dusk’s rising dew. And you, among the living, taken as single heart beats, enduring its coursing common surge with quiet dignity of stoic mean. And what of those, no longer fettered with the oppressive chains of mortality, who yet walk this earth? What of those, dead, who live among us?

How much can the soul stand, when one’s footsteps have themselves designed the path to Hell? What of the seduction of shadows, what of solitary destiny of so afflicted? Can one, beset by paranoia and self- inflicted pathos, escape a fundamental nature

And what of time, no longer bound by the constraints of mortality?

And what of the human mind, broad decades and gaunt centuries past its natural termination? What great tragedy plays out for those whose unnatural longings have left them standing on the shore, fingering their unused tickets to the Stygian ferry? What battle rages on that infernal beach, twixt aggressor and hostile force of will, leaving the sand soaked in innocent’s blood?

And what of the soul?

Enter Christoph, drifting through a surreal world. Frequenting an underground blood bar, where dance the damned denizens of the eternal night. They are a blood-drenched, vibrant lot, attempting, by turns, to reason, tempt and taunt Christoph into the underworld that he is fundamentally a part of. Can he escape who he is? Can he ever scrub the blood from his hands?